I marked the occasion by running 4km – and was pretty knackered afterward. Onward and downward as they say.

I miss running long(ish) distances. I think I’ve been reluctant to push myself further than 3-4km a couple of times a week because I’m a little afraid of incurring yet another injury. But really, fear is no way to approach anything – so I am going to drag myself out of my running malaise and try to slowly increase my distance, with … like … a plan.

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I’ve had a really very productive day decluttering the wardrobe in Bessie’s room (which does tend to be a dumping ground for all manner of things) – I added a couple of back-packs, some old handbags, an overnight bag, some unwanted bathmats &etc to the donation pile. I also packed pretty much everything away because the leak penetration testing dudes are coming this week and her room may end up quite damp. It looks gloriously minimalist and I would quite like to sit in there quietly and just be.

I put out a rug, a broken broom and a couple of kittified cushions for council clean-up. Then I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned – our bathroom is absolutely wonderfully sparkling and my hands now feel as though they need a good soak in some sort of oil. I probably should wear gloves for such things.